That is everyone who has accompanied the alliance to the present.
There is never something extinguished in the depths of my heart.
Diamond League, must win!
"Okay." Little cutie, I didn't say it. If you confess, that person Qin Shao will definitely freeze your eyes. How should I put it, you should bear it.
After hanging up such a positive phone call.
Feng Yi didn't forget to find the "culprit"!
Called twice and no one answered.
Feng Yi took a deep breath, and instead of calling the third one, he sent a WeChat directly.
"I don't believe it. Now that Little Spade is lying next to you, you can sleep peacefully. I know you haven't slept. Mr. Qin, Great God Qin, please answer the phone!"
Qin Mo successfully saw Feng Yi's resentment towards him in this wechat.
Raising his hand slowly, he answered the third call: "What's the matter?"
The casual tone, as if he had never done anything!
"It's really inappropriate for you to send such a photo with that kind of words, these things are not very accepted in China." Feng Yi reminded him.
Qin Mo asked back: "I can't bear it like this. One day I will tell everyone that she really belongs to me. Are you going crazy?"
Feng Yi took a deep breath: "It's not that I'm going crazy, it's that the fans are going crazy. President Qin, Great God Qin, even if you want to make trouble, you should take it easy."
What else is really mine.
Feng Yi felt that it was necessary for him to remind again: "Little Spade is not yet of age."
"Don't worry, I won't deal with her for the time being, hang up."
Feng Yi looked at the page where the call stopped, what to do? President Qin used the word "office" just now? Why did he feel that Little Spade is more dangerous after listening to it!
Qin Mo really wanted to do this to the person in front of him.
But not perfect.
It's not perfect if someone hasn't taken the initiative to sit on his waist.
Qin Mo stretched out his hand, slid his fingers over the boy's wrist, and then grabbed it again, the corners of his mouth curled up.
The temperature of the heating was lowered on purpose. Rainy days are already cold, and people have a natural instinct for warmth.
After a while, Bo Jiu leaned towards this side, actively looking for a source of warmth.
Qin Mo stretched out his hand, put the other hand on the other side of the boy's head, and gently closed his eyes in such an absolutely possessive posture.
Sooner or later, this guy will be done!
Bo Jiu didn't know anything, but her body's memory was still there, so when she woke up the next morning, her ears were slightly red.
After glancing at the great god who was sleeping next to him, he jumped out of bed.
After entering the bathroom, he washed his face first.
Then I checked my pajamas, except for the messy point, the rest were normal.
Then why would she have such a dream.
Bo Jiu looked at her face in the mirror, and shook the silver hair stuck to her ear.
That tingling feeling rising from the tailbone while half asleep and half awake.
I always feel that the great god touched her somewhere.
Bo Jiu frowned, or said that she automatically brought into the face of the Great God in her sleep, after all, it was just a feeling.
Have this kind of dream.
Bo Jiu's face was hot, and he got some cold water for himself, and supported the sink with both hands, that kind of action is very handsome, some men can't do it, but it was done by a young man, just a bit more rigid.
Qin Mo leaned his back against the bathroom door, curled his thin lips with a half-smile, and then approached slowly.
Bo Jiu paused, probably because the object of some dream became a great god, and at this time he saw that handsome and noble face.
Bo Jiu always felt that she somehow took advantage of the Great God...